happy birthday PAPA

52 years old. that's really old. half a century. wooo~ HAHA. i have to say, 52 years old spent really well. he had more regrets than me, of course. haha. but he's a wonder man. every dad is. despite of all his mistakes, despite of all his regrets, he made other people a better person. he surely made me a better person.

Papa, Happy 52nd Birthday. I know i don't say it much, or maybe perhaps never, but I love you. more than words can ever convey. i know i'm not the best daughter nor a good one, but know that i'm always thankful to you for all the things you've done for me. we don't talk much; we rather yell at each other but i want you to know that i'd trade everything in this world just to have you always in my life. i really miss having you around. but it's nobody's choice to have things go the way it's gone. i just really wish i could have you all the time. but i should know better; you're always there for me. always. i love you.